Manifest Michaela Pregnant Novels & Stories

“Oh...I gave them my best. I smiled and scooped a spoonful of eggs into my mouth. Although my stomach threatened an overhaul, I kept it all in. “Oh dear, it’s been a while since we heard some good news,” Malia said to Zen. Hercules looked at me and smiled. “What non sense, we have good news,” he grabbed my hands. I glared at him and told him to stop. Now was not the time to tell everyone that I was pregnant. Especially when we are eating breakfast with the plotter of all these evils. My glare meant nothing to Hercules. He looked at me, smiled, and went back to the table. “We are having a baby... Mia is pregnant.” Immediately, the whole table erupted in applause. Nora stretched out her hand a

"This better be important, Davina. I'm dealing with a crisis." I walked to his desk and placed both hands on the polished wood, leaning forward so he had to look at me intensely. "I'm pregnant," I said. "And it's yours." The room went absolutely silent. Michael's face was unreadable, frozen somewhere between shock and fury. Then, slowly, a smile spread across his face, which is far from loving, caring, but calculating. “Let me pretend I didn't hear this, but is that so?" he said quietly. "Well then. I suppose we have a lot to discuss."

Although she was attached to it, Ivana and Sammy wanted a private life for them and the boys. Milka was already pregnant, the results of Seychelles. They had confirmed it with the doctors to be certain, she was one month pregnant. Mike was so excited to be a father. “Darling, how about we surprise them with this good news?” Mike asked. “Sure, you want us to leave now? But mum and John are at work, I guess only Ivana and Sammy and the workers are in the mansion,” Milka said. “We will go there in the evening beside, there is something Paul left for Ivana, A letter to be precise,” Mike informed.

I don't want him to know that we have twins. I went to the living area and saw Achi watching the television. I sat beside him and he helped me to sit. "Why are you so stubborn, Paige? I told you not to go back and forth. It's dangerous for you to walk on the stairs alone." I ignored Achi's cold remarks. I fixed my gaze on the television especially after I saw familiar faces. News flashed about the model and actress Thalia getting married. She's pregnant and obviously, Noah's the father.

"You've signed off on high-altitude real estate acquisitions faster than you're processing this baseline, Michael." Michael looked back down at the plastic stick in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly. Then he looked back up at her face, his gaze scanning her micro-expressions as though he were desperately searching for a confirmation that his brain refused to fully believe. He looked down a third time, his chest rising and falling in short, ragged intervals. "We're having a baby?" he whispered, the words hanging like something fragile in the cold winter air. "A real one? In our house?" This time, Ava’s own composure shattered completely, the tears spilling over her lashes in a steady s

It wasn’t just any letter—it was Elena’s pregnancy report. The weight of the revelation hit him like a punch. His breath quickened, and the words blurred before his eyes. “Pregnancy…?” he murmured, his voice barely audible, but the anguish in it was unmistakable. Mia’s eyes narrowed, both confused and afraid. “What is it, Stephen?” she asked, trying to peer over his shoulder. But Stephen stood abruptly, his mind spinning. The world as he knew it had been turned upside down, and he couldn’t comprehend what he was holding in his hands.

Eric came running toward me, his face white with panic. When Austin and Jenna spotted him, their expression shifted into fawning smiles. They rushed forward to greet him. "You're back, Eric." "Eric, you won't believe it. Rachel's been sneaking men into the house and even got herself pregnant. What a disgrace!" They practically tripped over themselves trying to take credit, but Eric didn't spare them a single glance. His eyes stayed on me, and without hesitation, he hopped over the gate to lift me out of the filth.

I close my mouth only now realizing it was hanging open. “What are you doing here?” I ask though I’m not sure I can stomach whatever the answer might be. Mia looked pleased that I asked, letting a sly smile spread across her face. “I think it’s only fair that you know,” “Know what?” I ask the impatience chipping away at my tone. Mia inspects her perfectly polished nails. “That Eric and I are in love and I am carrying his child. So l'm here to move in, because now that I'm pregnant Eric said he'd take care of me” she exclaimed much too happily.

When she came back, she asked her mother-in-law to take the food away. Her mother-in-law was so scared and asked, “What is wrong, Michaela?” Michaela smiled and told her mother-in-law that she had found out that she was two months pregnant. Her mother-in-law was over the moon. She couldn’t wait to hold her little grandson in her arms. Michaela asked her not to tell Thorne about the pregnancy because she was scared that he would ask her to abort the baby. Would Mrs Ferguson be able to hide the pregnancy news from his son?

"Please don't do this. I'll leave. I'll go far away, I promise. I'll never bother you again…" "Can't risk it," Micheal said coldly. "You might change your mind and try to reclaim those shares. No, it's cleaner this way." “I’ll get the rope,” Micheal announced, leaving. "I'm pregnant!" The words burst from Helena's lips. "I'm pregnant with Micheal’s child. Please…" Victoria's grip tightened painfully. "You're what?" "Five weeks," Helena sobbed. "I just found out today. I was coming home to tell him. Please, Victoria, you can't do this. There's a baby…"